Steve gives a snort that might be amusement or derision, you can't tell. Sue would probably know, you think stroking your wonderful puss, but she's on vacation. The thought makes you snicker, which Steve plainly hears.
"Think it's funny? Just for that you're doing double-duty in the back."
"Huh? I mean, um, how do I get there? I don't have a ride," you say breathlessly, your fingers working magic between your legs.
Steve mutters something about 'brainless bimbos' but you're too focussed on your fingers to really hear it, and when he goes on to say something like 'riding Darren' or whatever you're pinching your clit like you want to cut it off with your long fingernails. You're too busy cumming to hear if he says goodbye after that.
"Oh God," you gasp. "I never came like that as a guy. Being a girl rocks!"
You shift to your side, realizing that you somehow wound up on your bet and lying on top of your cellphone, which reminds you.... what did Stevie say about Darren? Was he going to give you a ride? Your naughty mind conjures up visions of you doing the cowgirl position atop a muscular dude's giant prick.
Maybe should get ready if someone's coming, or at least throw on some clothes or makeup. Of course, that buzz between your legs is mighty tempting too. |